Some Songs!

I heard these first 2 songs through adds on Instagram during the week – I thought they were ok – notable, but I don’t know that I’d follow up and buy,  I noted them down then looked them up later, I just thought oh, those 2 are both good! I may look into these artists again at a later date:

Make You Know Love – Don’t Need Heaven

The graphics on this video are amazing!

Katie Gately – Flow


After looking at those, this new song by Roisin Murphy came up o the next song on youtube, fun stuff! She’s a card!

Roisin Murphy – Murphy’s Law


I don’t know why I thought to look this song up, the intro part was going through my head, perhaps a TV ad reminded me of it? I never saw this video before, its so sweet!

George Harriosn. – What is Life?

Down the Pub!

Content Warning – swearing Level 5

So, we went for this walk round a park and garden, and it was very nice and all that, but because of the covid restrictions parts of the garden were closed, and the queues were long if you wanted to do anything, everyone was socially distancing, so on the way out of there I was thinking back to better times, and I thought of something I don’t often think back to. It took me a moment to link the feeling to the place, then it flooded back to me.

When I turned 18, I was old enough to go to the pub and legally buy alcohol, so that soon became a regular habit. The pub had 3 bars, the lounge bar was populated by families, but we weren’t really welcome in there, and the middle bar, or smoking room was for old men, they played dominoes and read the paper, they certainly didn’t want us, then there was the public bar, which was packed with young men, all swearing and getting drunk, and swearing! Did I mention the swearing? All you heard was fucking hell, Jesus, bastards, cunt, wanker this and fucking that! 

I liked the Juke box, Madness were in the charts, and in the air too!

Madness – House of Fun

Looking back, I now suspect that many of the guys weren’t so dedicated to the lifestyle as they made out, I mean, they were doing the swearing part, but not so much the drinking – a lot of guys said they’d had 8 pints, when really they’d only have 3 or 4, I myself was quite competitive, and very often I would drink and drink until I puked! Oh the puking! The vomit that never ended! And yet, as I look back on it now, in these days of covid and I recall the warmth and joy of 30 guys shoulder to shoulder – drinking, swearing, and just being quite moronicly happy!

When you walked down the pub,  it was cold and dark outside, but the pub was all warm and fuzzy, with the light at the windows, and all the guys inside going, oh yeah, the cunt was a fucking blah blah bollocks this and that the fucking bell end etc!

Anyhow, I was just thinking how funny and strange we all were with our fowl grown up language, and the way we all agreed that swearing profusely was the way forward, and it was! It really was! You could go pretty far like that in a night, you could walk in and just start with the swearing, and before long you’d forgot whatever the fuck was on your tiny mind, cos you were drunk, and you were swearing with the other guys down the pub! Baby you arrived, you got it man, you fucking got it! No cunts going to stop you swearing your fucking dumb bastard bollocks off your ball sack! 

Well that was all quite uncalled for, I mean really, I was hardly going to be working on my sensitive side in a place like that. It was the most outrageous place in the village, it was the only outrageous place really.  We sure had some fun.

Every new year, we’d do auld Lang syne across the road, the pub was located on a Y junction, so everyone would pile outside, link up hands and sing, blocking any traffic, then we’d all run into a bunch group & run back out, drunk as a bunch of lunatics! Very convivial, especially if there were no fights! 

Sometimes a female would come in, but then they’d soon realise it wasn’t for them, usually after about 30 seconds or a minute,  I don’t really remember any women coming in or actually making the mistake of buying a drink, it was pretty obviously a bear pit. Some guys brought their girlfriends into the pub, it seemed to me to have the same effect on them that it did on me, it was a fun place, but for every girl there were 10 guys, so God knows their experience can hardly have been the same as ours.

I don’t think we swore so much when the girls were in, swearing wasn’t all that really, just that as I recall, the pub was mostly about swearing & getting hammered! Lol

Every few months the Juke box would be updated with new songs, there were loads of old country songs on there the older guys would put on, as the years went by it seemed to me the new music wasn’t so good as it had been. Perhaps that’s just something to do with growing up and nostalgia, but plundering the older section I found the song Race with the Devil by Gun , I gave that a few spins – seemed to go good with a forth or fifth pint of best slosh!

Gun – Race with the Devil


Back in 1987 I went along to see The Cardiacs at the Marquee in London, I didn’t have much clue what it was going to be like, I think I just had this one song at the time – I was on the look out for anything punky really, and I’d read something about them, and bought this record.

“All of the noise takes me to the outside where there’s all creation, joining in, celebrating happiness and joy all around the world, on land and in the sea!”

Big Ship

Not the same performance, but similar in craziness! I bought their album when it came out, and played it a lot – here’s a track from it.

Is This the Life

Anyhow, years went by, and I went through a load of other stuff, as you do, then one day I went into a record shop about 15 years after, and they had a new album in the shop! Well, I was surprised they were still going – I should have kept more in touch! So I bought it, and it was great – probably better than the earlier stuff – still eccentric as anything, but kind of more mature, but still in a very immature and happy explorative creative vein. This newer album was called “Sing to God” They toured and I went and saw them again around that time, here’s pretty much what we saw that night!

Dirty Boy

That was just insanely good! You felt like you were witnessing something bonkers, but also ordered and incredible – once you saw Cardiacs live, you were likely to go again – amazing!

Shortly after that time, singer Tim Smith suffered a heart attack which ruined his life, he never recovered fully and died just the other day – I’m so disappointed, I would have loved for him to get back to health and his music – I only actually found out tonight. Fuck! What a shit deal. Well clearly he brought a lot of fun and happiness in his allotted time, but I just think its balls. I hope it was a good relief for him at least – I won’t say rest in peace, cos I don’t really dig that idea, he was a great guy! Thanks Tim Smith! You was bloody brilliant! 😀 


R.E.M. stands for Rapid Eye Movement, which is what your eye does when you’re in deep sleep. I knew that after someone told me at some point or other, and I knew about the group REM from quite a few years before they were popular, but I didn’t really actually know anything about them, just that they existed from quite a way back in the 80s.

Well these guys moved into my flat, using the room next door for sleeping, there were three of them, when they first came and knocked on the door there were 2, I’d only expected one, since there was only one bed, but 2 turned up. There was a knock at the door, and there were these 2 guys, with eyes like saucers looking back at me, it made me laugh, cos they were obviously high on something as if I wouldn’t guess.

SO anyhow, they moved in, and this other guy just showed up at some point after that, so there were 3 in there, when they were home, which wasn’t that often. They were getting through an awful lot of ganja these guys, so much of it, I was higher than I’d been for a while just by knowing them – I guess they kept me sweet that way. So of course I was curious as to what made them tick, I liked music, and got chatting to one of the guys about that, he liked REM, he told me it stood for Rapid Eye Movement, and about how he liked these songs they do. So we got like really stoned, and he told me about how he’d been in this car accident, the car had rolled on this road I know quite well, and how he’d had to have a false heel done in an operation, around which point I just fell asleep for a bit, it was probably 4 am or something, those guys used to come into the flat at way past 2, and doss down – 3 of them in a room meant for one, so I’m meeting my neighbors, and I’m trying to stay awake, and when I wake up he’s showing me his foot, he’s got his sock off and his heel is like white, cos its some sort of plastic insert, pretty freaky, – then I wake up again, and I’m like fuck this I got to go to bed, and he’s like “you want it don’t you?” I’m thinking WTAF? Its another misunderstanding, I completely forgot whatever the subject was. He said well that’s where I want to be – I liked him, he knew where he wanted to be. Maybe this song was in my mind? I have no idea, I was totally confused! Don’t Go Back to Rockville,

I really can’t remember – they all thought I hated them for a while, and I did off and on, cos of course you do when you live with someone, there was another couple of guys living in the flat at the time, quite a few people came and went, it would have been more fun if they’d paid the bills and contributed to the running of things a bit more, know what I mean?

I quite like this one about Wild Heaven

Fucking beatniks! LOL I do remember this one – Pop Song 89

Could be from years later for all I’d know, I don’t really remember that much from that time, things got a bit frustrating, there were some other guys sleeping in the front room, this guy had such cheesy feet, I have no idea where he came from, but he drove me nearly insane – I don’t need some guy with stinky feet in my kitchen every morning for weeks on end, it don’t matter how high one is, that just doesn’t work for me – no way!

Looking at the dates, I’m talking about the 80s, but I’m thinking more like the mid to late 90s, so maybe I got it all wrong, could have easily been a throwback. I remember this one – Radio Song

I’m just wondering what REM songs I knew at that time when I told that guy I quite liked REM? I have no real idea what was going on at that time, I’d lost my mind in an incident involving magic mushrooms a year or 2 before, anyway, I liked this guy, he knew what he wanted, or where he wanted to be or whatever. Anyhow, they all moved out, in a bit of a hurry to do with cops and the law or whatever. Love this song, it definitley wasn’t out at that time, cos I remember hearing it later – (I think) – such a classic! What’s the Frequency Kenneth!

There was a knock at the door, and there were these 2 guys, with eyes like saucers looking back at me, it made me laugh, cos they were obviously high on something as if I wouldn’t guess. SO anyhow, they moved in . . .


[Edit] – I just want to add, R.E.M. are such an amazing band! I went into my collection and found so many good songs on this various collection I’d got. Its just got me floored how good they were – I added a few tracks, check it out,


I only really play them from time to time, its not really my thing, and yet when I do, I go nuts! Its brilliant!! I’m only really interested in the hits, but there’s so many, writing this blog reminded me of the missing songs I needed – its just refreshed my admiration all over again! 😀

Mood Music:

Well they played this George Michael song on the radio the other day, and I always thought it was one of his best. A bit morbid perhaps? Maybe his mindset was a bit unusual, or maybe it was just the essence of pop at that time, everyone trying to write something meaningful and worthwhile? Well, I think he succeeded with this one. I think its subliminal while its on!

I don’t know if its because I’d heard that song on the radio I started thinking about this one? Its a similar sort of moody thing, its by Psyaviah. Its got this haunting sound to it, as well as a pretty down sort of theme, and yet its quite satisfyingly honest I guess:

American Honey

This was a good film I saw on TV a while ago, its not really just like the trailer, which makes it look like a Bonnie & Clyde thing, which it is in a way, but not at all really, its one of those you have to see to get it. One of the things I liked most about it was it captured something about youths and growing up, at that stage where its all out there for you, just waiting for you to discover it, but then you soon begin to find out about the details, and the real nature of what you’re up against. 

There’s views of the real America, unlike the Hollywood version, where they go to housing estates filming the characters working, larking about, and all this stuff that happens, you have to see it –  but they also go to some really stunning places and have experiences they’ll remember forever kind of things. Its a real good one to watch, cos weeks or a month or 2 later, you might think what was that bit where . . . and there was this . . . and then . . . 

That’s how it was for me, cos I was watching something on TV tonight, and it reminded me of American Honey – and how good that film was, something about it. I hate Bonnie and Clyde BTW, so its really not like that!

I looked the film up after I saw it and it turned out that the cast weren’t actors, the director just went out spotting kids for the roles in car parks and beaches and stuff – the group seems to gel together really well, there’s parts where they’re all singing their favourite pop songs together, its quite touching. 

Here’s Mark Kermode doing a review of the film better than I can do 🙂 


I’m on a bit of a downer and probably shouldn’t be typing – I had a couple of drinks, the cat brought a bat into the house, yes a bat, she caught it in the garden, its spring, and she’s top of the food chain round here. The bat has been mauled rather badly, but its survived over 24 hours in a box, so its going to a bat friendly person tomorrow if it lives. It seems strange to think about things, when there’s an injured bat in a box upstairs. Its been eating some cat food if there’s some irony in that perhaps?

[updated with photos!]

Look at that cute thing hanging upside down! (Thats not batshit – its cat food!)


Tiny – but plucky! His wing is a wreck, but hopefully it can be healed.


I watched some stuff on TV, then I popped onto instagram and heard this:

Mariana and the Diamonds – Gold

Sort of quite like the sound of it, Colorado? Is that like Kempston? I used to live there, off my tits smoking cannabis, we had this place with 6 or 8 windows, on a curved wall overlooking the river, it was wonderful, strange times, there was this hole in the ozone causing this incredibly hot weather, it was like they fucked the weather up, so WTF? Were we meant to care, or just get blasted? 

REM – Orange Crush

REM were in the charts around that time with this sort of thing, so looking at google, it must have been late 80s, I lost perhaps between 2 years and a decade around then – god, I sound like Keith Richards! Nearly everyone wound up dead, or fled the scene, hard drugs you know, I just drifted around thinking WTF Now? People floated in and out of my life like it was some surreal story book, and REM in the background, what brought it on? How in the living fuck did that come to make sense? And now – look at us now, its a global pandemic, its not just some minority group of losers, its everyone! Its happened to all of us, and its worse! Far worse! How is this going to effect our consciousness – will they even allow us to feel it.

OMD Joan of Arc

OMD Maid of Orleans

Yah, been playing a bit of OMD, they had a live thing during the lockdown, weird music, from a different time. Did people care more in the 80s? Had we all gone surreal by the 90s? Thatcherism + Reganism were a big mistake perhaps? A bit like everything else since then? 

OMD Messages

Or maybe OMD were just bonkers? Is that it? Could be! 

The pop videos I posted all got messed up, so I just embedded them, don’t know what happened there!

Couple of good films to watch!

I seen this one before,its called Stranger By the Lake



Its about these gay guys who hang out at a lake, but there’s a murderer on the loose! its ever such a good film, I saw it on TV a couple of times, I’d be tempted to buy it for my collection if its cheap enough, cos its so enjoyable. Unexpectedly really, cos I’m not so much into watching gay guys lolling about, but this movie just has it all – really good!

It reminds me of La Piscine


Which is also about people lolling about and getting murdered, cant go far wrong with that one either, but I think maybe the Stranger by the Lake does more with less? Though I couldn’t say one was better than the other.

Anyhow, I wasn’t going to mention La Piscine, but had to cos it came into my head, and its good too.

So, for my other of the “Couple of Good films” is this one, its called Everlasting Love


Ok, its another gay one, and this time, its one I haven’t actually seen, so I might be wasting time saying its good – thing is, I saw an advert for this years ago, must have been around the time it came out, and I thought “I’m going to see that one” Something about people doing naughty things in the woods really appeals to me! LOL Yeah, I’m that guy!

Anyhow, I saw the trailer, but I never got round to seeing it, then I forgot the title, and couldn’t find the link – then a few years ago I went scouring the net to find the title, but never did, but then today, I was on the film web site and just scrolled through the LGTB+FYI+WTF section, and soon enough, it came up! SO, I still wanna see it! As it happens, it says in the review that its in the vein of Stranger By The Lake – if its anything like as good, I’ll be happy!



I heard this article the other day about how people who have been off work for a while might be deranged, or rearranged by the experience, you know, as in lazy? Well its an interesting subject I think, and one which I feel obligated to write about, since I have experience of laziness – you see over the years I have been unemployed off and on. Its known that during the 80’s unemployment was high, and this left its mark on those involved – while those working in good well paid jobs at the time were off snorting coke and enjoying life on their yachts, or rather, struggling to attain that goal, others were sat around watching daytime TV and thinking “screw it!”

This phenomena is regarded by those in power as a real threat to the economy, I don’t think the current situation is really comparable, because back then, they made you feel like they didn’t want you, society I mean frowned on unemployed people, so it was confusing, you got to thinking “if they don’t like me, I don’t like them” and Why should I work anyhow? The deal sort of stinks a bit! I like doing creative stuff, and going to work still provides some sort of alternative to daytime TV, so really that was why I always returned to work. But after unemployment I wasn’t the same person as I had been before, now my attitude was less fearful rather than more – unemployment wasn’t an “unknown”

After a spell of unemployment in the 90’s, I went college and did art, got a degree, and other quali’s too, so now I can be creative at home without going to work, and yet I still find being a part of a workforce is a powerful thing, it makes you feel you belong, cos you’re doing what everyone else does, if your not doing that, say you spend all day doing art, and not bothering about what everyone else does for a living, and you just do that cos you’re such a grandiose person of great talent and moral superiority – or is that just another tangled question regarding status, related to employment all along? If I had never been to college, or been unemployed, would I now just be another worker, struggling to get that coke + yacht = lottery win?

Right now we’re in a situation where its do we go back to work and risk Covid death, or what? Just sit on our arses? Hmm, thats not something I can think through quickly!

Here’s as stupid unrelated 80s song that popped into my head for no reason!